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The air in the pack hall hung heavy, laced with the scent of power and judgement. Wolves filled the space, their conversations a low hum, but the moment Eirlys stepped inside, yeah noise faltered. She could feel their eyes—sharp and pressing on her like a laser beam from a sniper—as if her very presence disturbed the natural order.Still, she lifted her chin and kept her shoulders back. Weakness was the last thing she would show them.Ryker stood at the head of the room, his face blank like an empty sheet of paper, his arms crossed over his broad chest. His gaze swept over the crowd but it never lingered on her.He hadn't spoken to her since their last tense exchange, and the distance gnawed at something he felt toward her.Eirlys swallowed against the ache rising in her throat. She should have left. She didn't belong here, not with them. Not after everything.“I don't know why she's still here,” Celeste's voice rang out, smooth and cold as polished steel. The room bushes further. “A
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The moon hung high over the Nightfang Pack’s territory, its silver light spilling over the dense forest. A crisp wind carried the scent of pine and earth but beneath it lurked something else—an intruder.Ryker stood at the edges of the patrol line, his senses were sharper despite the late hour. Sleep had eluded him for days now since Eirlys return. His mind had been tangled in thoughts he refused to entertain. No matter how much he buried them beneath duty, Eirlys still lingered there, stubborn and unyielding. Her defiance. Her pain. Her resilience. And the way she stood tall despite the weight pressing her down. He hated how much he noticed. He hated how much he cared.A sound snapped him back to the present—a low growl. It was faint but distinct. His body tensed and his instincts flared to life as he scanned the shadows. Something was wrong.Then he saw it.A blur in the darkness. It was swift, moving with a predator's grace. Ryker didn't wait. He lunged forward, his muscles coilin
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It was still night and the air was whistling softly. Ryker sat in the chamber where he had always had meetings with the pack members and the elders. His fingers drummed against the wooden chair. The fight with the masked intruder still haunted him, and his wound throbbed dully beneath the bandages. He has fought countless battles, but there was something familiar about the way his opponent moved—and the thought unsettled him more than he cared to admit.A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Without waiting for a response, Eirlys stepped inside. Her presence has become an unspoken storm in his life—one he both presented and drawn toward.Ryker leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Did you come here for something?” His voice was level.Eirlys crossed her arms. “You asked to see me.”He exhaled slowly. “Yes, I asked to see you. I need to ask you something.” he sighed. “Back at the Dreadhowl pack… did you ever come across anyone unusual? Someone who stood out?”
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The tension in the Nightfang pack thickened like a heavy fog as news of the outsider who Eirlys had brought spread. Whispers trailed after Eirlys as she walked through the pack's ground, their voices hushed but sharp, questioning her judgement. Her intentions. Including Ryker, who had agreed with her. Though she ignored them, as she had always done, keeping her head high despite the storm that brewed beneath her ribs. That unsettled Ryker, as the fate of the pack depended on him and his decisions would mark the future of the pack.Eirlys entered Ryker's office with a cold expression. Her posture was rigid as she met his piercing gaze. Ryker had sent for her and she had done well to heed to his call.Ryker stood behind his desk, his fists pressed against the wooden surface as if restraining himself from taking an action.“What were you thinking, bringing her here?” Ryker's voice was deep and low. But she could hear the restraint in it.Eirlys crossed her arms. “I was thinking that she
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Eirlys still stood frozen, his question echoing in her chest like a distant thunder, aching in places she had long tried to forget. Her lips parted slightly in a thin line but there was nothing. Just the soft tremble of breath caught in her throat as her eyes searched Ryker's, unsure of what to say.“I thought as much you'd ask that,” she finally whispered, her voice a little bit hoarse. “But you should know I wasn't going to answer.”She turned her gaze away, her hands balling into trembling fists at her sides. But before she could take another breath, Ryker stepped forward. His presence was sudden and his warmth enveloped her before she could move.His hands rose—though hesitated for only a breath—before settling gently on her shoulders. His grip was neither firm nor possessive, but there was a little pressure in it. Maybe it was a plea. Or maybe it was a kind of desperation that came not from dominance, but regret.“Eirlys,” he said quietly, and then—stronger— “do I deserve a secon
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Her words hung in the air like smoke. And somewhere in the back, Rowan's eyes narrowed. Celeste leaned forward ever so slightly in her seat, a ghost of satisfaction brushing across her features.Eirlys's breath caught. She stood frozen as her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Her heart pounded in her chest but she knew better than to speak. She wasn't wanted in the pack in the first place. She had no voice in the presence of the elders. Still, she couldn't stop staring at him—at Ryker. And Ryker hadn't moved since Aria confessed. He didn't flinch. He stood still. He stood there like a statue. He already pieced every scene together. He already was sure she was a spy and had been the one feeding his rival with information about his pack. But she knew him. The stillness wasn't calm—it was conflict. He was thinking, weighing, unraveling . And that scared her more than anything. Eirlys also knew what came with treason. The punishment is death. She wanted him to look at her—just onc
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Ryker stood still, his jaw was locked for a moment as the weight of the room settled on his shoulders. He could feel every gaze resting on him—waiting, judging and all at once, curious. Celeste remained seated and she was poised like a queen.Ge cleared his throat, once and quietly. His voice soon came out. And it was confident.“I hadn't intended to bring this matter before the council,” he began, his eyes scanning the elders seated on the other side of the hall. “It was a security breach. A few of our men were ambushed and killed at an isolated post. It was a hidden location. And no one outside of my trusted circle should have known about it.”He let the words hang in the air for a moment. Aria, still kneeling with her head bowed low, trembled slightly but said nothing.“I was attacked before then, at my father's grave. No one could have known save for Celeste and my Rowan… I had help, though I was injured.” Celeste let out a dry laugh but Ryker didn't glance her way this time. He
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The hall was silent at first—so silent, it felt like even the walls were holding their breath. Ryker sat on his chair meant only for him. It wasn't just a seat—it was a symbol. One that was heavy with power. With burden. The weight of a hundred decisions carved into the wood beneath him.He leaned forward, his forearms resting on his thighs and his eyes also were locked on the girl before him. Aria knelt in the middle of the open space. Her head was so far that her forehead nearly touched the floor. Her arms trembled and her fingers twitched as if her own body didn't know what to do—either to run—well that's actually impossible. The best she could do was to beg for her life. But then, she said nothing. Not yet. Maybe she couldn't.Only Rown stood at his side. His arms were crossed and his jaw set. Eirlys was near the edge of the hall, her hands fidgeting at her sides, and her eyes flicking from Ryker to Aria who was on the floor. He could've done this in his chamber. That was the or
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“Ryker,” she called again. “Calm down.”But there was no response. The fire in his eyes burned hotter and his expression was dark with fury. He didn't even acknowledge her words. His grip only tightened more like a noose around Aria's throat.Aria's body jerked weakly, her fingers slipping from his wrist as her strength drained.Eirlys swallowed hard, creating a crunchy sound with her throat as she fought back the instinctive fear that curled in her stomach.“She can't talk if you crush her windpipe,” she reasoned, keeping her tone calm. “If you want answers, you have to let her breathe first.”Still, he ignored her. And instead of easing his grip, Ryker pressed Aria harder against the wall, his fingers dipping deeper into her skin. And a low growl rumbled in his chest.Eirlys inhaled sharply, her frustration evident on her face as it was already flaring. This wasn't just anger—this was the wolf inside him taking control, demanding retribution without thought or hesitation. And if she
